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Assassination Through the Netherworld

You get your throat slit open by your own father only to find yourself within the infamous netherworld, will you repent? will you conquer? A mortal assassin whose hobby and profession are to topple tyrants and slaughter those that believe the law is beyond them… For such people, he’s the law! Known as the ‘Bringer of Euthanasia’, ‘La Guadaña de la Parca’, ‘Shinigami’, and so on… some addressed him as Hero, some cursed him as a bloodthirsty murderer seeking dissension, and others labelled him a heartless assassin. Be it as it may, as all things, his unholy endeavour eventually came to an end. Cornered by the most elite assault team in the world in a sealed street in the United Kingdom, Valentine met his end believing he had cleaned this world as thoroughly as he could from evil, he would get to realise that Evil has a beginning, never an end. Nothingness may finally claim his wretched soul as he believed he would never go to the same place where those he longed for remained. But, would that be the case? … So he believed until he found himself falling in a free fall, in a red sky with black clouds and three bright moons hanging on the landscape. What is this new world? … The author here, I advise this book has a ridiculous amount of sensitive content, and I don't mean lemons necessarily... read under your own discretion, this is a book about survival of the fittest about though conditions beyond anything humans could conceive, this is a book of Hell... ************* Cover by BlackSnowAngel#3884 pa-tre-on.com/photosphere https://discord.gg/6xFrX5vq

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Gallantry and Resolution

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Vera Sidorov opened up her pair of zircon-like gems she had for her eyes, her hand quickly moved to search for her Rose Eagle Thorn and she didn't find it.

Raising her guard to the max, she moved her gaze around the room... darkness covered the entire room but she could still distinguish shapes.

Noises came from outside the room.

Vera noticed that a blanket covered her body and she still wore her bloodied clothes.

It didn't take her long to find her trusty knife, it was to the side on a table, covered in rags.

She immediately took it, at this stage, she felt uncomfortable when she didn't have this knife on her body.

"Where am I? Sasha?" 

Her mind sought after the last memories and her countenance quickly fell.

"Yes... I... escaped that place."